One grey hair appeared on my headI plucked it out with my hand.It answered me: "You have prevailed against me alone -What will you do when my army comes after me? - Yehuda HaLevi
See the mountains kiss high HeavenAnd the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother;And the sunlight clasps the earth,And the moonbeams kiss the sea -What is all this sweet work worthIf thou kiss not me? - Percy Bysshe Shelley
-What do you hate most? he asks.-A lie. And you?-Ownership, he says. When you leave me, forget me. - Michael Ondaatje